I'm a snob, so what's plan B?

I'm preparing for my trip back to the States.  Well, theoretically anyway.  With the flooding in Bundaberg, tornadoes in Bargara, fallen trees in Brisbane and road closures in Gympie; finding my way back to my place near the ocean has proven  near impossible.  I guess, in the grand scheme of things, as long as I get on the plane, who needs warm clothes and books to occupy my 48 hour trip.

Anyway, in preparation  I've loaded myself up with books.  With that being said, I have seven books on my iPad and five really fat paperback books.  Books are funny things.  I love to feel the paper in my hands, smell the ink as I open it and just have the option of reading when I want to (as opposed to not being able to finish a book because I have no power outlet).  But I hate that that they weigh so much.  They take on about 5 of my 7 allowed kilos of carry on weight.  However, my iPad charge is shit. So there has been discussion of dumping my iPad and my books and buying a reader.

The boy has been encouraging me to purchase a Kobo.  A what- you ask?  Yeah, exactly.  As most know, I am a bit of a brand snob.  I like to have the finer things in life (when I can feasibly afford the finer things).  If I can't afford them, then I will happily do without.  Explaining to people, oh I just haven't made up my mind yet.  (Which usually isn't that far from the truth.)

So I'm holding off for a Kindle.  My argument is (because I seem so shallow saying I want it for the brand name) that I've already purchased all my iPad books through Kindle, I don't want to have to buy them over. A suggestion came up of those little websites that share their "purchased" electronic files.  You know, you search for the book, music, movie you want, someone has it, you download it, give them a five star and then someone else can download from your next upload type thing?  At the end of the day though, I don't want to be deported.  Its a big fear of mine.  Well, that and a mother asking me what I think of her ugly offspring.  For that, a healthy 'think on your feet' kind of lie is always needed in your back pocket.  For my book problem, I may just need to start over with a trip to Bent Books here in West End or stop by the nearest JB Hifi and buy myself a Kobo.

Oh, the options are endless and I'm a last minute, lets not actually prepare for anything and wing it kind of girl.  Oh yes, the boys love girls like me.

Not.